I can see what makes you tick.

So many new people. It's good to see- if any of you have any questions about the City, I'd be happy to answer them. Are any of you special?

I honestly don't see how this is a 'curse'-


What? No, I don't want you to 'fix me'. No, I don't have split personality disorder, that's- what about me and Mohin-? No!

[Murmurs, metal sliding on metal]

No- NO. Not here- not again, NO!

[hands pounding on glass, incoherent yelling]

.......... [click]

"Hello, Gabriel. For nearly a year now, you've been striving towards your goal, making yourself more powerful, more...perfect. Taking the lives of people to add their abilities to your own. You've made a lot of progress, and you have complete faith in everything you've stolen. But do you have faith in yourself?

I want to play a game. You will find that your stolen abilities are gone- for the duration of this game, I have removed them. To your left, you'll see a bandsaw. It is powered by a source outside your room. To your right, you'll find a bathtub. The person under the water isn't dead- he is only sleeping. He has something you need.

In seven minutes, this room will be flooded. It will stay that way for fifteen minutes, then drain. After that time, the exit will unlock and you will be free to go.

So what will you do, Sylar? Live or die. Make your choice."

[Tick, tick, tick, tick...]

...choice? There's no choice.

Oh- I see how you're breathing...

[Splashing, and then the buzzsaw]

[Tick, tick, tick...]

Ah, exploring is nice. I've taken to looking around the city, when I'm not working. Despite this being a very limited area, there always seems to be something new to see.

It did give me quite a few questions, though- and looking around at the City's posts, that's not too surprising. I've been reading back, looking at the things that have happened in the past. If anything, it may be more calm now than it was before. Scary to think that.

Now that I know more about the structure of this place, my thoughts turn to the people in it. So, citizens of this odd City- Who are you? What do you do? What can you do? Anything you're proud of? Ashamed of? I'd like to know.

Hungry.

I can't wait.

[ooc: Oh yeah, he's affected.]

Brian Davis. If I had decided to wait, what would have happened to me? To all of us? If I hadn't taken his abilities, hadn't spent those long hours studying, would I have gone back to my work? Continued my life as if nothing had happened? Would Suresh have found another, eventually, someone who satisfied his ideal of 'enhanced'?

It could've been so different.

( Private )

Peter! Are you all right? Did you come back okay? I can't seem to find you.

I'm sorry- I didn't mean to leave you there.

( ooc )

Oh, people want to fight me? Come on, then. Just don't expect to win- I'm evolved, after all.

I don't really need these red and white balls to catch you all, but I suppose I'll humor the City. It gave me such a present a couple days ago.

( Locked )

Interesting day.

I've been told that I'm trapped in this City. I don't want to believe it, but considering how odd everything is here, I don't know if I have a choice. I'll explore, I'll figure out the layout, find the exits.

The man who helped me- Archer, I think it was- told me about a woman who sells runes. Does anyone know who this is?

[ooc: Unaffected, sadly. Also, he's taken up residence in an apartment in Building 12.]